(C
harlie x Male! Reader)
(IMPORTANT A/N AT THE END)
Coming to the hotel wasn't never a bad idea, in fact, that's how you met your girlfriend, Charlie. Also known as Charlotte, also known as the princess of hell. Yes, you were dating the princess of hell. The first time you went to the hotel, it was a joke, but as you were greeted at the front by her, it was like love at first sight.
You two stared into each others eyes for a while, both of you unable to look away, mesmerized. When a tall spider, your soon to be best friend, called you both out of your daze. After that day, it was a lot of awkward glancing and shuddering, followed by red faces. Everyone knew you two had fallen for each other, but neither of you wanted to tell each other.
Finally you grew a pair and asked her out. Well, more like she asked you out. As you went to go admit your feelings, she wanted to admit them to you too. Of course you said yes, which blossomed your romantic relationship.
After a few years of being together and helping with the hotel, Charlie finally decides to take your guys relationship to the next level....
And meet her parents. (YOU THOUGHT-)
Which puts you two to now.
"(Y/N), please hurry up!" Charlie shouted, knocking on the door of the bathroom. You stood there, sweating profusely, you couldn't decide on which outfit to wear. You wanted to look your best, you were meeting the literal king and queen of hell after all.
"Ill be out in a minute!" You called back, you stood there in your boxers, staring at the mirror and the mess in front of you. The sink had toothpaste and water in it, the mirror slightly steamed from the hot shower you took. Towels,rags, and dirty clothes were hastily tossed to the ground. It was all a mess.
Charlie knocks on the door again, calling for you. You snap back into reality and open the door, " Heh, hey..."
Charlie pauses for a quick moment, slightly surprised and embarrassed but brushes it off, "What is taking you so long?"
You look away from her eyes for a quick moment and huff, "I can't figure out what I wanna wear..." Charlie looks at you, then to your clothing options. There was two, a casual looking shirt with some shorts. She looks at the other, a simple tux, black and white.
Charlie picks up the tux and stares at it for a long while, "Is this the only mildly fancy thing you own?" She looks at you.
"Uh, yes?.."
